Boys: Gym, then tan, then laundry. Put enough gel in your hair that you’d rather run your hand through the Gulf of Mexico. You’re going for the electrocuted hedgehog look – must not move in a tornado. Douse yourself in aftershave. (Smells like sweat, steroids, Red Bull, a bloody fist and tanning juice. Lacks dignity) IRON YOUR WIFEBEATER. Twice. Stand in front of the mirror chuckling to yourself as you move your pecs (see first step). Flex.

About

Fringe Player is an electronic music afficionado based in Dublin, Ireland. Of German and American descent, he grew up in Brussels and was exposed to the nascence of techno in the late 1980’s. Since then, he has been an enthusiast of downtempo, house, progressive house, techno, tech house and trance.
Fringe Player also writes music reviews and mixes podcasts for Ultramagnetique.com.
Finally, he has a great interest in a plethora of subjects that will be covered in this blog as and when the whim arises.